[Blood and Trek are sitting before the camera having a conversation.]
Blood: Tonight the world is ours!
Trek: Have you talked to Steele?
Blood: No, why?
[Steele walks in. Both Blood and Trek remain quiet.]
Blood: Speak of the devil.
Steele: Were you guys talking about me! I know you guys were talking about me!
Blood: Stop being so damn paranoid!
[Blood looks at Trek and winks.]
[Fade out!]
[5]
[4]
[3]
[2]
[1]
[Locked on the BJWC Tron.]
[Cyris Raven pushes David Dunn and Wrec Hannibal over the top rope.]
[Flash.]
[TOTAL ANNALAITION ON JAE'SENSATION!!]
[Flash.]
[WALKERMANIA and The Golden Boy going TOE TO TOE!!]
[Flash.]
[Cyris Raven holding the BJWC WORLD TITLE high in the air.]
[Explosion.]
[The screen illuminates.]
[Inside the BJWC arena- Live from Minnesota.]
Crowd: Bee-Jay-Dub-Yah-Cee!!
[Panning around the arena.]
Crowd: Bee-Jay-Dub-Yah-Cee!! Bee-Jay-Dub-Yah-Cee!!
Crowd: Bee-Jay-Dub-Yah-Cee!! Bee-Jay-Dub-Yah-Cee!! Bee-Jay-Dub-Yah-Cee!!
[Signs everywhere.]
[**We want TA back**]
[**Cyris Raven is God**]
[**I'm the real ICON KILLER!**]
[**Feel the Sensation.**]
[Don't cross the Boss!]
[Suddenly the camera cuts up from the crowd to the announcer's booth where James Edgebrooke and Mike "Mad Dog" Timmons sit.]
Edgebrooke: Welcome BJWC fans and addicts! We are here live from the BJWC arena with a packed house of raging BJWC addicts who can't wait to witness the greatest show in the business, RIOT!!
Timmons: Tell me about it, this crowd has me hyped!
Edgebrooke: We have a tremendous card for you tonight. Tonight we host a battle royal where everyone will jockey for their position in the new era of the BJWC. Then we have a title match between Cyris Raven and a much earned position for the man known as Tony Floyd
Edgebrook: Didn't you read the memo. He is just here to let everyone know he is back and to get a first hand look at the new competitors.
Timmons: We get memmo's?
Edgebrook: Fans may remember Sniper. He was kicking it in the early years of BJWC. And he plans to return to do a little more damage.
Timmons: Excellent. I can't wait for his return
Edgebrook: This isn't scheduled, what is going on? Suddenly the spotlight is on someone walking to the ring.
Timmons: I believe that is Nightmare. Former tag team champion.
He walks to the ring, slides under the bottom rope.
(Nightmare stands in the ring with a microphone)
"I know it's been a while since I've been around, but I 've been taking my time to figure out how best to win titles in the BJWC. I have decided that I will accept a challenge from anyone, yes anyone. I figured out how to get noticed. By beeting whoever challenges me. After I sart to get noticed and win matches, Everyones worst Nightmares will become realities. I am done being ignored! My old tag team partner, Iron Clad, ignored me and treated me like shit. I've been ignored by the staff here. I want my due share. I want to fight. I don't care who, when, or where. I will fight and I will win. Anyone who has the guts to accept my challenge, I'll see you in the ring.
Nightmare tosses the mic down and exits the ring.
Timmons: Wasn't this battle royal open to anyone?
Edgebrook: That is right Mike, I honestly don't get his guy. He just blew his chance by not getting in this battle royal.
Timmons: That’s right James. The winner of this battle royal gets a shot at Cyris Raven. We might have to check the record books. Raven has quite a streak going on with that title.
[All of the contestants intros have played as they entered the ring one by one. Elway Canady, Jake “The Child of Violence” Blood, Jeff Diesel, Fallon, Gereth “The Dark Horse” Huntonofski, Zed “Black Thunder” Logan, and Triple “666” Trek are all doing their pre match stretches]
The bell sounds.
[ Blood locks up with Huntronofski. The Dark Horse puts Jake into an early headlock, but is met with a solid punch to the face by Trek. Huntronofski releases Blood and returns the favor to Trek with a kick to the stomach. But Huntronofski is met with a kidney punch from behind by Blood. He spins to be caught with another punch to the head by Blood this time and a kick to the back of his knee by Trek. Huntronofski backs into the corner as Blood and Trek rain blows on him. He is able to return the favor occasionaly, but eventually drops to the mat to receive boots unmercilessly from the two.]
JE: The action is hot and heavy Mike. Our suspicians of Tripple Six Trek and Jake Blood have come true.
MT: They are assured a victory as the only people aligned in this match that we are aware of. But that is alright by me. Who else deserves a title shot in this match, then one of these guys?
JE: I would like to argue the point. But I’m afraid I might have to agree with you. But there is a reason the fight is fought, and I doubt these other “PEOPLE”, are going to lay down and allow that to happen.
[Elway dives across the ring at Jeff Diesel. Diesel see’s him coming and catches him with a hip toss. Elway is up quickly as Jeff attempts the same move, but Elway blocks it and delivers a knee to the midsection. Followed by a solid chop across the chest, and another alla Rick Flair style. Jeff grabs him a delivers a headbutt followed quickly by a forearm smash. Canady stumbles backwards into the corner, which he is followed quickly by a vicious clothesline by Diesel. Diesel attempts to roll Canady over the top rope, but Canady locks on for dear life.]
[Zed see’s Fallon is the only one not locked up with anyone. He smiles and starts licking his chops as he stalks towards her. “Give Zed a little good luck kiss”, he yells. Before he can get out his next sentence he is met with a spin kick to the mouth, quickly shutting him up. Fallon follows up by slamming her elbow into his face which drives him into one of the corners open. Zed rushes out to meet her, and is met with a leg sweep. Fallon doesn’t allow Zed an oppertunity to get up as she delivers elbow drop after elbow drop.]
MT: Zed doesn’t look like he is going to get a good luck kiss, unless it is from the mat. And that would more likely be a goodnight kiss.
JE: Zed has certainly underestimated Fallon. That is for sure.
[No matter how much punishment Blood and Trek deliver to Huntronofski, he clings to the bottom rope, like life itself. Finally tiring of their effort they decide to look elsewhere for victems. They see Jeff Diesel in the same situation as them with Elway Canady stomped into the mat clinging to the bottom rope and they go on the attack. Blows rain down upon Jeff Diesel from behind. He stumbles off to the side to attempt to avoid the attack. But the team of Blood and Trek are relentless. Diesel attempts to charge Blook, but Trek nails him from behind and then grabs his arms. Blood has free shots at Jeff Diesel now and he takes advantage of the situation mafia style.]
[Fallon has Zed up and sends him to the ropes. Fallon nails a Litacanrna that sends Zed flailing over the top rope and to the cement.]
JE: Wow! She calls that move the Fallon Angel. Zed “Black Thunder” Logan is the first man eliminated by Fallon.
MT: I would rename that one the Falling Logan. Is that guy ever going to win a match?
[Both Elway Canady and Huntronofski are back on their feet attempting to shake off the cobwebs. They meet stumbling from their corners and begin to exchange blows. Elway seems to be a little more with it and his punches a little quicker and littler harder. After a flurry from the two, Elway backs Huntronofski into the corner where he delivers a series of knee lifts and chops to keep Huntronofski disabled.]
[Fallon of all people ends the double teaming rampage of the duo of Blood and Trek. The double teaming on Jeff Diesel comes to end with Blood recieving a spinning heal kick to the back of the head by Fallon. He goes sailing over the top rope, but has enough sense to snag the top rope and slide himself back under the bottom rope without hitting the floor. Fallon sends the dazed Blood to the ropes and catches him with a spinning bodyslam on the way back.]
JE: I don’t think Fallon will be underestimated by any of these guys any longer. She is laying down the law in that ring.
MT: Child of Violence, don’t let this happen to you.
[ Trek spins Diesel around and continues the work that Blood was doing a moment ago. Diesel is having problems staying on his feet as Trek practices his boxing routine on the man. Bobbing and weaving. Body blow, jab, uppercut, hook, ooohhh headbut. Diesel drops to the canvas.]
[Somehow, the Child of Violence has battled his way to his feet and is trading blows with his assailant Fallon. Elway Canady having beaten Huntronofski back down into a defenseless bottom rope hugger decides to jump in on the action with a shot to Blood from behind. Trying to shake the immage of a damsel in distress. Fallon answers Elway’s help with a sliding elbow smashing into his face. Elway quickly ends her assault with knee to the midsection. Blood is back up and he is angry. He takes out his frustrations on the person that delivered the last cheap shot. Elway Canady. Blood runs over Canady with vicious clothesline. Blood lifts Elway up and sends him to the ropes where he is met half way by Fallon who delivers another spinning body slam. Follon looks towards Jake and the two’s eyes meet for a moment with a knowing nod. Both Fallon and Jake sling Canady to the ropes and meet him there with a double clothesline that sends Elway Canady crashing to the pavement.]
[Trek is still pounding Diesel into the mat. But Huntronofski comes up from behind and pins his arms behind his back. Diesel is slow to react and when he does, Trek just catches him with a kick to the gut that quickly sends him back into the corner. He then kicks his heel up backwards catching Huntronofski in the groind. Trek spins to attack his intruder, but it appears that Diesel “had enough gas in the tank” to deliver a low blow. As Trek begins to fall, Huntronofski helps him out with a DDT. While attempting to shake off the cobwebs and sick of being doubleteamed. Huntronofski and Diesel return the favor with kicks to the fallen Trek and the occasional elbow drop.]
[Fallon’s celebration of tossing her second person out tonight was short lived as Jake Blood kicked her in the stomach and then delivered a belly to belly suplex. Fallon jumps up quickly attempting to catch her breath. But Jake Blood does not allow her the courtesy. He is on her quickly laying in chops and punches relentlessly. He sends her to the ropes and follows her with another vicious clotheline that flips her over the top rope and down upon the cold hard asphault.]
[ Regaining their strength. Huntronofski and Diesel have been sticking it to Triple Six Trek. As soon as Blood turns around from sending Falon over the rope, he witnesses Huntronofski and Diesel pressing Trek over their heads and tossing him into the fist row of the crowd.]
[Sizing up the situation. Blood dives into action. He lands a flying elbow to the back of Huntronofski and then tackles Diesel pounding him in the head relentlessly. Not to be caught off guard he jumps up to meet the approaching Huntronofski. The two lock up, Blood rakes his eyes and delivers a spine buster. He then meats Diesel with a ferocious dropkick. A quick boot to the stomach and he slips Diesel into the fireman’s carry position. UNFAIR ADVANTAGE!]
[Jake Blood just landed his finisher on Jeff Diesel. The Unfair Advantage sent Jeff Diesel crashing over the top rope to the rock and eliminated him.]
E: This has been some incredible action. It looks as if Jeff Diesel will be up for a shot at the NA title next week.
T: You’re right James. I wasn’t sure what to expect tonight from this battle royal. But so far it has been great.
Edgebrooke: Huntronofski is apparently thinking the same thing that we are, walking right over towards Blood with that intent. Huntronofski putting the knee into the back of the head… BLOOD SHOVES HIM OFF! LAST MINUTE DESPERATION!
Timmons: Blood up to his knees, LOW BLOW! Huntronofski stumbles back into the ropes, Blood is up to a standing position… Huntronofski comes running towards Blood… SPINE BUSTER!
Edgebrooke: Great move there by the part of Blood!
Edgebrooke: Blood now coming towards Huntronofski, right hand by Blood, Huntronofski with a kick to the midsection of Blood, right hand, Blood, Kick by Huntronofski, Blood, Huntronofski, Blood, Huntronofski, Blood, Huntronofski.
Timmons: LOOK AT THESE GUYS GO AT IT!
Edgebrooke: Neither man is backing down. BLOOD, Huntronofski, BLOOD, Huntronofski, BLOOD, Huntronofski, BLOOD, Huntronofski! THIS IS HISTORY BABY!
Timmons: Blood goes for the clothesline, Huntronofski ducks underneath, Blood turns around, Huntronofski with a kick high to the face, Blood staggers out into the middle of the ring… AND GOES DOWN!
[Huntronofski lifts Jake up and sends him to the ropes. He goes for another high kick, but Jake ducks the blow and continues across the ring off the other ropes. Coming off Huntronofski goes for a belly to belly suplex. But Jake quickly shoves a thumb into his eye. He quickly lets him go as he tends to his eye.]
[Jake delivers a Hangmans Neck Breaker to slow him down. He drags Huntronofski to his feet and sends him to the ropes and quickly follows behind with a clothesline to send Huntronofski to the quary.
Huntronofski rather then coming off the ropes, simply pulls the top rope down.
Jake Blood misses with the clothesline and topples over the top rope.
He manages to stay on the apron though.
Huntronofski delivers a dropkick
Jake Blood falls to the earth.
Edgebrook: Huntronofski is the winner! And gets a shot at Cyris Raven’s title next week.
KKAAAAAAABBBBBOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!
Edgebrook- I can’t believe it! It’s Him! It’s T.A. he
has returned
Timmons- Like hell, he’s off the roster again… it
figures, what a flake
Edgebrook- T.A. still hasn’t come out from backstage
yet what is he waiting for?
Timmons- He’s waiting for Malice to come out and kiss
his ass some more, he is being a whiny little girl
with his stipulations for coming back, like we
actually need him here. Ha!
Edgebrook- Honestly I don’t know what T.A. is doing
here tonight. But knowing him he has a plan for
something
Timmons- Ya I bet… he’s such a loser
T.A.- Well a lot of things need to be addressed and
all will be revealed in due time, I guarantee, but
lets start off with the basics
T.A.- No I am not active in the BJWC as of now (Crowd
Starts to Boo) Now, Now, hang on everyone here has to
understand, the kind of talent that I have, this place
is holding me back with the kind of wrestlers we have
now a days. I mean the only challenge I would have
would be to fight my friend Cyris Raven, but I don’t
want to fight him… Well not right now anyways ha!
T.A.- And the deal that I struck with Pres. Malice
was that I would come back after I saw there was a
good deal of talent here and that would stay here.
Cause when I opened myself for free agency, I had tons
of phone calls from people that wanted me in their
federation. But I am a lifer here at the BJWC so I
decided to give it a second chance, if things get
turned around.
T.A.- So far I have seen some new talent, but nothing
that really catches my eye, to put it bluntly, all of
the BJWC sucks and they are not worth my time, if I
wanted too I would wipe you all away with relative
ease. So what am I going to do? I am going to tell
you what I am going to do… And I am going to need Pres
Malice to come out here after this next question I
give him , because I want an answer right here… RIGHT
NOW
T.A.- Here is my new deal… Next week there will be a
match… 2 people for the Minnesota Title, the title
that I am supposedly champion of. But I really never
won the belt, well no one saw me win it, that match
was never aired at the PPV. But still I won that
title, and next week it is up for grabs. And ya know
I don’t really think I should let it go with out a
good fight…
T.A.- So here is the deal, for the match of the MN
title I want to be Special Guest Referee. And yes I
want to be able to control all the shots which means I
want to be able to be there first hand when someone
wins the title, I want to count the other man out, and
I also want to beat the hell outta both of their
piddly asses whenever I feel like it!
T.A. – But that is not all… oh no, directly after the
match and the winner Is decided, I WANT A TITLE SHOT!
You heard it, I want the match right after I count to
3 and the winner is decided, the next match will
begin, and it will be me against who ever for the MN
Title!
T.A.- So Malice its up to you to decide, if you say
“yes” than I am back on the active roster, if you say
“no” than I will go back to playing the waiting game.
And I want your decision by the end of the night. Or
I will take it as a “no” the choice is yours
Intern: Hello Mr. President, I am very excited that you are allowing me to join your staff. Let me be the first to say that I am very excited to be here on the legendary Riot show and to be a part of the fut.......
(( Malice drifts off and walks away, leaving the intern confused. Malice turns the handle to the door to his office and enters. The BJWC President's office is not what it used to be back in the hey day, but Malice hopes to change all of that. Malice turns on the small 19 inch television set across from his desk. As the tube pops on, it shows a lot of static. Malice plays with the antenna and finally gets a a decent picture. Malice slowly walks backwards towards his desk as he is sure to keep an eye on the television to make sure the show is going off without a hitch and in doing so bumps the table. While bumping the table, Malice hears an all too familiar sound.))
(( The sound of a bottle rolling against the drawer. Finally a smile comes to Malice's face. Malice has a seat on the distinguished, yet used and refurbished leather chair and slowly opens the drawer while watching the television. Malice screws off the top of a bottle of Jack Daniels and draws the opening towards his mouth as he watches the television...))
(( Nothing....not even a drop..))
(( Malice looks at the bottle and sees some paper item inside the bottle. As Malice starts to reach inside the bottle but his fingers are too big to reach the item. Malice starts to look for an item in the desk that will help him get the item, just as this is happening, the regularly scheduled BJWC Riot program is cut off and we are brought to a recording..))
Recording: We have to break from your regularly scheduled show for a breaking news flash. Live from Guantanamo Bay Prison in Cuba is Chuck Waverly of Fox 5 News....
(( The news reporter is holding an umbrella over his head as troops can be seen running in all directions behind him with M-16's. The siren that is familiar with that of an escape is still sounding as Chuck is given his cue...))
Chuck: Hello, I am Chuck Waverly of Fox 5 news with a breaking news flash. I am live in front of Guantanamo Bay Prison here in Cuba where followers of Saddam Hussein's evil plot are being held as well as possible terrorists from the Osama Bin Laden camp. It has just come up that sometime at about 7:35 eastern standard time, two unknown men, possibly terrorists from which camp, is still unknown, have escaped the Guantanamo Bay Prison. We are still trying to get word on whom and of what importance they may have.
(( At that time, a well dressed military person steps up to the camera..))
Chuck: Ok, we have here Captain David J. Kerrigan. Captain can you give us more detail on the matter...
Captain Kerrigan: Well, we can neither confirm nor deny the escape of possibly two men from this camp. As soon as we get more word, we will pass it on to the media in an effort to catch these prisoners, if they did escape. I cannot divulge any more information.
(( With that the Captain walks off...))
Chuck: Well whatever, or whomever they are, they seem to hold important stature as you can see with the melee behind me.
(( As Chuck is still talking you, can faintly hear the Captain talking to other troops and he is holding something up. Chuck being the professional he is, motions to the camera to zoom in on the item. The item in hand happens to be a business card with the letters...B....J...W....C....))
Chuck: Well that is all we can make out as of now, we will be sure to fill you in on more about the incident here at Guantanamo Bay. Back to your regularly scheduled show....
(( The television skips back to the wrestling program and finally Malice is able to retrieve the item from the bottle. Malice unfolds the item and reveals an eight of hearts from a deck of cards. Malice slumps back in his chair in shock and awe and still tries to understand what he just viewed as well as the item he just received......))
Edgebrook: Ahhh, Mike? Any thoughts on that?
Timmons: Didn't Malice promise not to drink during the events?
Edgebrook: He is the boss. Who is going to stop him.
Timmons: Apparently the eight of hearts, that's who?
Edgebrook: How is the BJWC associated with a prison break in Cuba is what I want to know
Timmons: I can't answer that either!
BLOOD: Well look here. Good ol' Cyris Raven. The supposed Hardcore Legend. Sorry to hear about your crippled girlfriend. So sad really.
{Cyris tops in his tracks and takes a deep breath, trying to ignore Jake}
BLOOD: That's okay, Cyris. I know you have a lot on your mind right now. But...I do have one question for you. What is it like...screwing a girl in a coma? I mean, isn't that a little hard?
{Cyris snaps and turns around, grabbing Jake by the shirt collar, lifting him about four inches off the ground and slammed him into the wall}
RAVEN: Blood, I don't need your smart ass comments now. So I suggest you sit down and shut up before I put YOU into a coma.
{Jake smirks devilishly}
BLOOD: Whatever, man.
{Cyris drops Jakes back to his feet}
RAVEN: I don't have time for your idiocy right now.
{Raven turns around and begins to walk away}
BLOOD: But I have all the time in the world for you...and that Heavyweight Title.
Edgbrook: It looks like there is some bad blood brewing.
Timmons: If Cyris does't drop the ball this week, it looks like Jake is waiting in the wings to prove he is the greatest champion ever.
Malice shuffles through his key ring until he finds what he is looking for and turns to an
old sturdy steel cabinet. He unlocks it and reaches for his reserve bottle of Jack Daniels.
Seeing it is full, he smiles, unscrewing the top and guzzling down the contents.
Suddenly he spits out the contents like it were poison.
“Pepsi? Someone is going to pay for this! There are just some lines that you don’t
cross!
Malice turns the bottle around suddenly realizing there is something taped to the other side of his bottle. Once again he finds the eight of hearts taped there.
Voice- EVERYONE OUT....NOW!!!
Voice- Except you Nightmare, I wanna talk to you
Nightmare starts to walk around the corner he looks
out and no one is there as he turns around he runs
into the body of Tyrone Alguard. Because of the
collision T.A.'s sunglasses fall off and land on the
ground
T.A.- Hmmpphh, you going to pick those up boy?
Nightmare lowers down to pick up the glasses and as
he does Tyrone grabs him by the throat and slams him
into the locker
T.A.- Now if your done with your whining and bitching,
to everyone in the federation especially Pres Malice,
i have a message for you from Pres Malice about your
"open challenge"
So you want your dues? You want your chance at the
gold? Well guess what punk, Next Riot... I get to kick
your piddly Ass around the ring. Believe me son, you
wanted a match, well you just asked for your own
demise. So you better be ready punk.
T.A. releases his grip on Nightmare and picks his
sunglasses up and looks at Nightmare again, he puts
the glasses on and smirks and than turns to walk away
Mike Timmons: Tony Floyd gets his oppertunity to be the BJWC heavyweight champion.
Edgebrook: It is good timing also. From what I’ve seen lately, Raven’s head might not be in the
game.
Timmons: This is a gift from Malice, a distraught Cyris Raven’s gold on a silver platter.
{The lights dim in the arena as there is a slit commotion from the audience. Suddenly, on the
tele-tron the letters H.L. appear in blood red lettering}
KID: It's...it's a man.
{The letters separate from each other a little bit}
WOMAN: He's....he's a myth.
{You can hear a group of people mumbling over the speakers}
MAN: He's a legend.
{The words form now, saying 'Hardcore Legend' on the tele-tron}
ALL: HE'S THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!
{Fog puffs out of the entrance way as the fans go wild. "Paint it Black' by G.O.B. blares over the
speakers as Cyris Raven steps out of the entrance way. He is dressed in a black 'Hardcore
Annihilation' t-shirt and pair of wrestling pants. He stops at the top of the ramp and holds the
Heavyweight Title into the air as the fans go absolutely wild}
EDGEBROOK: Listen to these fans. They love this guy.
TIMMONS: I still don't see what people see in him.
{Cyris brings down his arms and the title as large pyros explode both from the ramp and the
ceiling. The arena is deafening as the audience is cheering as loud as ever. As Cyris walks down
the ramp, he begins to slap hands with the fans who are reaching out over the guard rail. He runs
and slides into the ring as the fans begin to cheer}
CROWD: LEG-END, LEG-END, LEG-END.
{Cyris stands up on the middle turnbuckle, holding the title out towards the fans. He steps down
and hands the title to the ref as the lights come back on and his music stops. But the fans are still
going wild}
CROWD: LEG-END, LEG-END, LEG-END.
With both men in the ring , the bell sounds
[DING! DING!! DING!!!]
[Tony Floyd charges Cyris Raven, catching him offguard with a quick Lou Thesz press,
and begins pummeling him with a flurry of stiff lefts and right, peppering him in the jaw
and in the face. Tony Floyd rolls off, and a welt has already been raised under Cyris
Raven's right eye. Tony Floyd picks him up, shoots him across, and catches him in a
fireman's carry on the rebound, slamming Cyris Raven to the mat with a HUGE Samoan
Drop. Tony Floyd doesn't waste any time, as he quickly picks Cyris Raven back up, and
presses him high over head, pumping him up and down with ease as he walks calmly
around the ring.]
E: What a show of power by Tony Floyd.
T: Cyris Raven doesn’t look like himself out there. This thing with his girlfriend must be
weighing heavily on his mind.
[ Floyd pumps him up and down again, slowly this time for show, then calmly walks to the
ropes and throws Raven to the outside. Floyd smiles, then runs to the opposite ropes,
comes off, and gets a full head of steam as he vaults the top rope, nailing Raven on the
outside with a suicide dive!!!!]
T: AIR Floyd!!!! Tony is really taking it to the champion here this evening!!!!
E: Well he's certainly come out like a man possessed!
[Floyd picks Raven up by the back of the neck and the tights, rolling him under the bottom
rope into the ring, then following in himself. Floyd reaches down for a pickup, but Raven
grabs his arm and rolls over in a modified arm drag before staggering to his feet. Floyd
rolls up quickly, stunning Raven with a big haymaker, then grabs the hand of Raven and
sends him into the turnbuckles. Raven stops just in time and turns around, then ducks a
Body Splash by Floyd. Raven summersaults to his feet, and Leap Frogs over Floyd when
he goes for a Spear.]
T: Floyd can't catch Raven.
[Raven charges and leaps up into the air, going for a Dropkick to the face but Floyd bats
his legs away with one of his strong arms. Floyd lifts up Raven and boots him in the gut,
then goes for a DDT, however Raven nails a forearm to the ribs, then hooks up Floyd, and
delivers a beatiful Northern Lights Suplex, bridging for the pin.]
1....
KICKOUT!!!!
T: Too early in the match for that to take hold.
E: Hell of a move though.
[Raven up quickly, bouncing to the ropes, hopping up on top, and comes off with a nice
moonsault, catching Floyd full in the chest. Raven rolls off, kips up, and waits a brief
moment before drilling Floyd with a short-range dropkick. Raven picks Floyd off the mat,
and takes him over with a snap-over into a headlock, but Floyd quickly kicks out. Both
men return to the vertical base, but Raven is quicker, catching Floyd with two quick
knifeedge chops, then backs him into the ropes. Raven looks for the whip, but Floyd
reverses and sends Raven across instead. Raven comes back, ducking a Floyd clothesline,
but can't avoid the boot to the gut, and subsequently gets drilled with a gutwrench suplex.
Floyd follows up with a pickup and another gutwrench, adding emphasis to the second as
he nearly throws Raven clear through the ring!]
E: And Floyd with another power move!
T: Let's see if he can take some of the wind out of Raven's sails.
[Floyd picks up Raven, then kicks him in the gut and slings him over his shoulder. He
takes Raven to the corner, and sets him on top.]
E: What does Floyd have in mind here?
[Floyd mounts the second turnbuckle, wrapping his arms around Raven's waist, and steps
up to the top rope before flying off with a twisting overhead belly-to-belly suplex!!! Floyd
rises, wipes his hands, and picks up Raven’s legs, shooting an arm through and turning
him, locking him in the Miami Cloverleaf!!!! He pulls Raven to the center of the ring!
T: FLOYD HAS HIM LOCKED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!!!
[Raven tries to push up on his arms, and manages to get to a raised position, but Floyd
rocks back and applies more pressure. Raven screams in agony, and at the same moment,
Floyd screams in effort, rocking back even further, threatening to snap Raven's back in
half!!!]
E: How much more pressure can Raven handle! How much more pain can he stand?!!!
[Raven pounds the mat before trying to get to the pushed-up position again, and he
succeeds, with his face all twisted in pain, he slowly and agonizingly pulls himself to the
ropes.]
[The referee forces the break, and Floyd rocks WAAAAAAY back one more time before
he releases the hold, maximizing the effect. He stands back as Raven rolls to the ropes,
using them to pull himself up. Floyd quickly moves in before Raven can defend his injured
leg, kicking him in the left knee hard, then methodically kicking it again and again before
landing a chop to Raven's chest. Floyd backs Raven in, shoots him across, and measures
Raven as he hobbles back on the rebound, scoring with a vicious spear to the legs.]
E: Floyd continuing to work over the legs of Raven.
[Floyd picks Raven up, and shoots him hard into the corner, following it up with a lariat
into the corner. Floyd grabs Raven again, looking to send him across again, but his leg
can't hold the pressure of running, and Raven crashes into the corner headfirst as he falls.
Floyd comes over, pulling Raven's leg outside the ring as he rolls under the bottom rope.
He pulls Raven over to the corner, draping each of his legs on either side of the ringpost,
then proceeds to slam Raven's left knee into the ringpost!]
T: Great strategy by Floyd as he continues to work over that weak leg.
[Floyd rams the leg in again, and then pick both legs up, flipping himself up and locking
Raven in a Figure 4 around the ringpost!!! The referee slides out and admonishes Floyd,
then starts to count as Floyd pulls backward with all he has, letting his weight and gravity
do further damage to Raven's leg before breaking the hold and rolling back into the ring.
Floyd drags Raven into the middle of the ring and covers!!!!]
1.....
2.....
KICKOUT!!!!
E: And Raven stays in the match with a kickout!
[Floyd picks Raven up, setting his head between his legs before taking a moment to pose
for the crowd. Flashbulbs go off everywhere, and Floyd shouts to the picture takers,
looking to finish Raven off.]
E: Floyd wasting valuable time here!
[Floyd picks Raven up, looking for a powerbomb, but Raven counters with a hurricanrana,
sending Floyd over with a look of shock on his face. Floyd up quickly, but Raven
scrambles and meets him with a deep arm drag, and a second, and then a third. Raven
stands, and Floyd stands and charges, but Raven ducks under, hoisting Floyd up with
some difficulty before scoring with a Backdrop Driver!!!]
T: How'd Raven get back into this thing?
[Raven picks Floyd up, cinching him in and taking him over with a T-Bone suplex, and
once again mounts the top rope, this time flying off with a huge elbow drop that scores
into the center of Floyd's chest, knocking the wind from him. The move takes its own toll
on Raven, as he rolls around the ring for a couple of moments, clutching his left knee,
before making a cover.]
1....
2....
ThreNO!!!! NO!!!!! KICKOUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND!!!!
E: What a matchup!
[Both men struggle to their feet, Floyd up just slightly quicker because of the damage to
Raven's knee. Raven ducks a quick Clothesline from Floyd and then turns around to boot
him in the gut. Raven grabs the hand of Floyd and pulls him in, short-arm style, and then
lifts him up quickly in a Fireman's Carry then keeps it going, nailing a picture-perfect
DVD, making Floyd land right on the top of his head.]
T: Beautiful short-arm DVD, I must admit.
[Raven lifts Floyd to his feet, then lifts him up in a Fireman's Carry. He bends his knees a
little bit, then throws Floyd into the air, making him move in mid-air. Floyd starts falling
and Raven grabs his head, falling down with him in a 3/4 Neckbreaker.]
_WHAM!_
E: Beautiful Fireman's Carry into 3/4 Neckbreaker!
[Raven starts climbing the turnbuckles, and he gets up to the very top rope. He's facing the
inside of the ring, at the fallen Floyd. Raven leaps off the top rope, flipping in mid-air,
Shooting Star Press style. Then he comes crashing down, but not before flipping one more
half so he lands on Floyd in a Senton Splash fashion.]
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Timmons: Bloods is comin in from the crowd.
Edgebrooke: And he has a steel chair in hand.
Timmons: BOOM! Cyris falls down like a sack of
potatoes!
Edgebrooke: He's calling for the mic!
Blood: Look at you!!!!!!
CRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRACK!!!!
Blood: Get up!! GET UP!!!
[Steele & Trek run down to the ring.]
[Blood picks up the BJWC Championship and pulls a
bloodied Raven face to it.]
Blood: Do you see this? This belongs to me!!!
[Blood slaps Raven with the championship belt.]
[Blood, Steele, and Trek bow to the crowd!]
CRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAK!!!!!!!!!!
Edgebrooke: Blood has just SMACKED his own partner
Brian Steele with that steele chair.
[Blood with a cold smile on his face.]
Blood: Your not with us Brian....Your against us!!
CCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKK!!!!
Timmons: Trek is loving every moment of this!!
[Both Trek and Blood walk up the ramp then take
another bow for the crowd.]
[Suddenly the lights dim as "Orion" by Metallica hits the sound system.]
Timmons: It doesn't look like the night is over James.
Edgebrook: Apparently our new president is coming down to address us.
[Malice is in obivous physical dispair. He is sweating profusely and seems a little agitated.]
[As Malice raises his mic to this mouth, the music fades.]
“Did everyone enjoy the return of Riot?”
The crowd explodes.
“That is good to hear. Because things are only going to get better every single event.”
Another explosion from the crowd.
“Now I have a few issues to discuss. One of coarse is Tyrone Alguard.”
Another pop from the crowd.
“Tyrone, you can jaw jack to me all you want and get over with the crowd. Hey, that is
how the business works. I can take it. But when you start messing with another man’s
whiskey, well that is another story. You done pissed off the boss, thinking you were
clever. But I’m used to being pissed off. That is pretty much how I pass my time every
day. I don’t understand your little card game, but I suggest you fold. And since you
pulled this little stunt here is my response to your previous question. One. There is not
going to be an North American Championship next week.”
The crowd boos.
“ Nope, Jake Blood and Jeff Diesel will be facing off in a number one contenders match
for the BJWC Heavyweight Title. And you will be the special guest referee for that
match. Not because you want to. Because I’m pulling a little power play around here.
You come out here and interrupt my show, you start making demands, and then you go
start making your own matches, and worst of all you mess with my whisky. I’m just
giving you a little reminder that there is a new boss in town.”
A mixed reaction from the crowd.
“I have another thing to address to the rest of the BJWC roster. You guys came out here
and put on a hell of a show tonight. And that is all fine and dandy. But I am a little
concerned with your work ethic outside the events. This is full time entertainment people.
Our fans are all over the BJWC network television channel starving to see their favorite
superstars. And without our fans, we are nothing. So I expect to see a lot more of
everyone out there devoting a little more time to this federation.”
Silence from the crowd.
“One last thing. I want to thank all of the fans that so patiently waited for the next
installment of Riot.”
A huge pop from the crowd as “Orion” returns to the sound system.
(( Prez Malice is seen walking towards his office in the middle of the resurrection of BJWC and it's well known Riot brand. Malice looking a like a mix of perturbed and excited is noticeably sweating. As Malice turns the corner he bumps into a little known intern..))
{Cyris slowly walks down the hallway and turns the corner, not seeing Jake Blood standing up against the wall on the other side}
Meanwhile, backstage in the BJWC office
James Edgebrook: It is time for the main event of the evening.
Edgebrooke: And still heavyweight champion CYRIS
RAVEN!!
Edgebrook: After these last couple of slow weeks, I had no idea all of this was going down tonight.
